Marinette couldn't sleep that night after she had came home and gotten into her pajamas. She was so busy think about Chat Noir and what could have drove him this far to be doing this to himself. Maybe she wasn't a good enough friend to him that she missed some details that could have easily been noticed. Maybe the trouble he has been facing at home had gotten worse. All these thoughts and even worse wons intruded into her mind.

She rubbed her tired eyes and looked at her phone for the time. 10:49 PM. She groaned lightly trying not to be so loud that her parents downstairs hear her. She knew that tonight it'd be hard to get to sleep tonight due to her anxiety, but the least she can do is try not to allow those thoughts to intrude into her mind and do something pleasant for her mind and body. In that moment she remembered that there was still tea in the cabinets in the kitchen that could help her relax and help her body to feel tired. "Good." She sighed in contentment. She pulled the covers off of herself and got out of her bed and tiptoed carefully towards where the stairs were.

When she got downstairs she scanned the area, seeing if her parents were anywhere around. They would occasionally sit down in the living room and watch their favorite show together when Marinette had gone to sleep. What else would they do when she was asleep? They didn't say any more.

Marinette went to where the cabinets were and looked around for the chamomile tea box. She finally found it along with some other tea boxes and took one small tea bag out. She grabbed her favorite hot pink mug from the cabinet filled with glasses and mugs and pour boiling water into it. She dipped the tea bag in and out a few times before she allowed it to sit and for the tea and combine with the water. She waited until the water was warm for her to take down the tea. She didn't feel tired right away so she went into the living room and sat down on the couch they had. She sighed heavily and rubbed her temples while looking down at her feet.

She couldn't believe it. Adrien….and now Chat Noir? It was like all hell broke loose in her life. Adrien is someone Marinette is in love with, and Chat Noir is her alter egos partner-in-crime. She'd never have never thought Adrien would go down this road, not even Chat Noir. They both seemed so confident, so lively and filled with joy. Why would they need to use drugs? Why would anyone do those things?

Maybe if I paid more attention to Chat Noir and Adrien I could have easily noticed if they were upset or not and if anything was going on with them.

Marinette began to tear up and the tears couldn't be contained anymore. They dropped slowly down her cheeks and she began to sniffle a little. The dead silence that existed ceased to exist and her sniffles seemed to be very loud even though in reality they weren't.

Alya was sleeping so Marinette couldn't go to her best friend for comfort. Marinette's parents were asleep and she didn't want to be selfish and wake them up after a hard day of work at the family bakery. Once more the hero was alone to deal with her own battles.